Being the gentleman that I knew he didn’t want to be, he dropped me off at my apartment, made sure I was tucked in safe and sound and left. I didn’t remember much of that night after binge drinking several beers but I did recall the look of regret as he backed away from me. The pleading words were still on my lips as he turned me down. I woke up the next morning, thankful, but that ache between my legs only grew stronger as each hour passed without him.
Roux would call and text me every so often to make sure I was okay but he never came over.
God, what the hell was wrong with me? I had never been so desperate for someone before. But Roux, he did this. He caused this burning desire to spread within me.
Getting a sense of bravery, I picked up my phone and texted him before I could stop myself.
Me: You better be home. I’m on my way.
My phone dinged in response but I didn’t check. I didn’t want to be turned down again by him. I didn’t want that lonely feeling to wash over me as his words registered the fact that he would fuck me but only on his terms. I understood that. But right now, the terms were mine. When he took over the control I was willing to give him, then he could do whatever he pleased.
Driving over to Roux’s apartment, a moment of dread squeezed my stomach. What if he got mad? What if he actually threw me out and never spoke to me again? No, that wouldn’t happen. I couldn’t think that way. God, I was going crazy. He was making me feel this way. The past week, all I could think about was Roux and getting him inside me.
Swallowing hard, the nerves soon turned into heat as Roux’s building came into view.
Please let him not turn me away. I chanted those words over and over the closer I got to his place.
Taking a deep breath, I parked, got out of the vehicle and slowly made my way into the building. The breath I had been holding didn’t escape until I was standing in front of his apartment door. Thankful the security knew who I was and let me in, he didn’t have to warn Roux I was there.
I took another breath. And another one. My heart jumped, sputtered, beat so fast I thought it was going to burst out of my chest.
I tried the knob, my stomach somersaulting when I found it to be unlocked. Here it goes. I was about to offer myself to my best friend. To do whatever he wanted to me. To make me submit to his darkest desires.
Opening the door slowly, I stepped over the threshold. “Roux?” my voice cracked. Clearing my throat, I tried again. “Roux?”
At that moment, he came around the corner, running a towel over his head.
My eyes widened at the sight before me. Before I could stop myself, my gaze slid down the length of him. All six feet, five inches. Hard muscle. Insane abs. Mouth-watering arms. And the biggest panty dropping cock I had ever laid eyes on.
“What are you doing here, Aster?” Roux asked, his voice rough but sure. He took a step towards me, his dick bouncing with the movement.
Licking my lips, I met his gaze. “I…I…” I sputtered. I couldn’t even get the words out.
“What did you come here for?” He closed the distance between us, placing both hands on either side of my head. Caging me in, he leaned down, his hot breath scorching my lips. “Did you come here to have me fuck you? Is that what you want?”
“I haven’t seen you in a week,” I finally said.
“And? We’ve gone weeks without seeing each other before. What’s different about this time?”
“You kissed me,” I reminded him. Reaching my hands out, my fingers brushed down the length of his abs.
His breathing wavered, his dick bobbing up and down. “Aster, you’re playing a very dangerous game right now.”
“But I want to play. I’ve been wanting to play all week,” I confessed, ignoring the heat crawling up the back of my neck.
“I’ll give you one last chance,” he leaned down to my ear, nipping the lobe gently. “If you say yes, there’s no turning back. I won’t let you leave until the morning. You will be my sexual little submissive for the night. Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want me to bring out the greatest pleasure you will ever experience?”
Running my hands up his chest to his throat, I cupped his jaw. Licking along his bottom lip, I closed my mouth, sinking my teeth into the soft flesh.
He growled, pushing me hard against the door. “Aster.”
I smiled. “Yes.”
This was the moment I had been waiting for my whole life. The need to be consumed and swallowed whole took over my thoughts as I waited for Roux’s next move.
Spinning me in his arms, he pushed my face into the door. “You’re my shy little girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimpered, pushing my ass into his pelvis.
Roux slid his hand up under my skirt, hooking a finger into the string of my thong. “You’re making it easy for me.” Tugging on the small fabric, he tore it from my body.
“I want you too much to make you work,” I panted, slapping my hands against the door.
“Spread your legs and stick your ass out,” Roux demanded, lifting my skirt to my hips.
I did as I was told, the ache forming between my legs like never before.
“Fucking beautiful.”
A hard swat sounded against the flesh of my rear. I yelped.
Swat. Swat. Swat.
I moaned, pushing into each slap of his hand.
“So damn responsive aren’t you? You want me to control your pleasure?”
Swat. Swat. Swat.
“Yes,” I cried out, my skin burning.
“Tell me how bad you want me,” he demanded, his hot breath scorching the side of my face. Fisting my hair in one hand, he held me in place while the other roamed over my lower body.
“I…I…”
“Tell me.” He cupped my pussy, pushing his body against me.
I moaned, trying everything I could to get him inside of me. Just a little to the left, maybe an adjustment here and a thrust there. God, he was making me lose all thoughts of self-control. “I want you more than I ever thought a person could want another person. I need you like I need my next breath. I crave your body inside of mine while we connect as one.”
“Fucking right you do.” Roux slid a finger over my swollen clit.
I jumped, arching against him.
“That’s it, baby girl. You’re so fucking swollen for me. Your body is drenched. I can feel you dripping down your thighs. Let me mix this pain with pleasure.”
“Y-yes.” I pushed back against him. “Please, Roux.”
He grunted, lifting me onto the balls of my feet. Inserting a finger slowly into my body, he thrust once, twice, three times before he removed it.
I whimpered at the loss.
Roux chuckled, rubbing the tip of his cock over my opening. “Hold on, baby. I’m not making any promises that I’ll be gentle.”
“I don’t want gentle,” I pushed against him. “I want you rough. I need your power.”
“Fuck,” he snarled. “Put me in you, Aster.”
I reached between my legs, running my fingers up and down his thick length before doing as I was told.
We both groaned as he slid inside of me, filling me to the hilt.
I threw my head back against him. “Oh, God.”
He paused, waiting for me to get used to the size of him.
“Please,” I whimpered. “Move.”
Holding my waist, he began to thrust. Slowly. Painfully slow. It was agonizing in the way he built an unexpected pressure deep in the pits of my center.
My breathing became shallow. My heart picked up speed. His cock hit that perfect place, forcing a fast release to rock through my core. “Roux,” I cried out.
“Now you’re ready for me.” Bending me over, he gripped my hips and began hammering into me.
I screamed, meeting him thrust for thrust.
“That’s it. Fuck my cock like a good little girl.”
“Oh, Roux,” I moaned, unable to control the incoherent words leaving
my mouth. This man and what he did to me. To my body. To my mind. He consumed me completely. Took over my thoughts. Forced the pleasure from within and kept it for himself. He was rough where I was soft. We fit well together. Connected in a way two people who trusted each other should be.
“Come again for me, Aster. I want you to have orgasm after orgasm until you can’t walk anymore.”
“Please,” I pleaded. “Kiss me.”
Roux released me. “Bedroom.” He turned and headed for his room.
I followed behind him on shaky legs.
He stopped suddenly, looking down at me over his shoulder. “I never gave you permission to walk.”
My heart jumped.
“Crawl. I want to see that beautiful ass in the air.”
Pulling off my clothes, I dropped to my knees. I smiled to myself when his eyes darkened with lust.
“Good girl,” he pointed to his room. “Now crawl.”
I did as he demanded, the cool air caressing my sweat soaked skin. The pleasure between my legs dripped between my thighs, reminding me of where he had been just moments before. This playful dominance was new for me.
I crawled past him, waiting. To find out what he would do next. Would he just watch me? Did he want me to please him?
“Stop.”
My body halted when I reached the entryway to his bedroom.
“Stand.”
Rising to my full height, I shivered.
Roux brushed his hands down the lengths of my arms, his hard cock resting against my ass. “Do you see that bed?”
“Yes,” I answered, unable to take my eyes off of the large king size bed.
“You will be spending the next several hours in it. Writhing. Panting. Begging. At one point, you will think you won’t be able to handle anymore. But you will.” He pushed me forward. “Now lay on the bed. I’m hungry as fuck.”
***
(Roux)
I was starving. Driven with the need to fuel the sustenance that curbed every waking desire in my soul.
When Aster walked to the bed, she had an extra sway in her hips. She threw me a small smile over her shoulder and crawled onto the mattress.
Oh, she wanted to play. Well, I was the fucking master at this game.
Before she could lay on her back, I was on her. Digging my fingers into her hips, I drove my face between her legs. Her cries of pleasure mixed with the sweetness of her body flowing down my tongue. Fuck me she tasted good.
“Roux.” She threw her head back, bucking against my face.
Releasing her with a wet smack, I flipped her onto her back.
Aster stared up at me with wide eyes. “More.”
That was all I needed to take her to the heights I wanted. Pushing her ankles to her ears, I thrust my tongue deep inside of her.
She whimpered, digging her fingers into my hair.
Hmmm…dirty girl wanted more.
“Oh, Roux. Please.”
Covering her core with my mouth, I sucked and nipped. Flicked and fucked. The juices of her pussy coated my tongue, dripping down my jaw and between the crack of her ass. It was messy and fucking delicious.
“More. Harder. Please. Make me come. God, Roux. I can’t.”
Her demands and cries of pleasure encouraged me to eat at her cunt harder. Faster. Rougher. I made no apologies for how intense it was. How deep my tongue went. Or how many times I made her come.
Aster screamed, her pussy gripping at my tongue. I didn’t let up until she came again.
“Please,” she begged.
“Please what?” I asked, flattening my tongue and running it over her clit.
“Fuck me.”
Those words left her mouth but she still circled her hips against my face.
I chuckled, taking the hint and sucked her clit between my lips. Pulling and tugging until she was screaming for the third time. “So damn delicious.”
Chapter 5
Aster
Roux moved his head from between my legs, circling my legs around his hips. “This is what you wanted again? My dick inside of you?”
“Yes,” I said, scratching my nails down the length of his back. “Please. I need…I need you.”
“Put me in you, baby. Show me how much you want me inside your body.”
I wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking. Slow. Fast. Up. Down.
“Fuck. Stop teasing me.”
I giggled.
“You think that’s funny do you?” he asked, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.
“Yes.”
“Do as I said or I won’t let you come again.”
My stomach flipped at his threat. Under normal circumstances, I would have defied him but something told me that he meant what he said.
Lining up the tip of his cock with the entrance to my pussy, I lifted my hips and guided him in.
Roux groaned, thrusting hard until he was deep inside of me.
I gasped.
He didn’t let up. Every thrust. Every move. He was owning me.
“You feel so damn good, Aster,” he purred in my ear, covering me with his big body.
“I can feel you fucking my soul,” I told him, using his words from a week before.
He grinned before crushing his mouth to mine.
The kiss was deep and hard.
So much had changed in a week.
Killian leaving me was the best thing that ever happened in my life. It brought Roux and I closer in a way I never knew was possible.
A couple hours later and Roux was still seated deep inside of me. I was spent. Exhausted from the physical pleasure and emotional release he had given me.
He wouldn’t stop kissing me. His mouth owned mine as much as he owned the rest of me.
“Come for me, Roux,” I whispered. “Please.”
He grunted, thrusting once, twice. A third time before he shook. He yelled out a release, hot jets of his cum filling me.
I moaned, kissing him harder than before.
When we both came down from our high, he circled me in his arms. “You have given me the best night of my life.”
“Really?” I kissed his chin. “I did?”
“Aster, you have no idea do you?”
“About what?” I frowned, not quite sure what he was asking me.
“I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.”
“Excuse me?” I sat up. “You have? Why didn’t you tell me this?”
“Would it have made a difference?”
“Yes! I wouldn’t have almost married that bastard,” I cried, punching Roux in the arm.
Roux moved behind me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “I’m sorry. I should have said something. I’m not a pussy but when it came to telling you how I felt, the words would never leave my mouth. I was scared you wouldn’t feel the same.”
“Seriously? Are you fucking serious right now?”
He raised an eyebrow.
“I’ve been secretly in love with you since I was a small girl but I thought I had no chance.”
“Why the hell not?”
“Look at you! You’re like a god.” I huffed. “I can’t believe you.”
“You didn’t tell me how you felt either.”
“It was almost too late.”
Roux pulled me into his lap and cupped my face. “But it wasn’t. Everything happened for a reason. Look at us now.”
“Naked and in love,” I muttered, circling my thumb over his nipple.
“Are you still in love with me?” Roux asked, rubbing his hands up and down my back.
“You know how little girls plan their fake weddings? You were my fake husband. Every single time. You know me. I trust you. My parents may not approve but I don’t care. You make me happy. You stood by me through everything with Killian. You handle my sister with respect even though she doesn’t deserve it.”
“She’s the reason Killian left you,” Roux kissed my forehead. “I’m sorry. I should have told you. I shouldn’t have let her hold the fa
ct that I’m in love with you over my head. I—”
“I know.”
“What?”
I let out a heavy breath. “I’ve known this whole time. One of our family trips, they would disappear together a lot. It happened when we were home too. They would hang out or text. I tried stealing a peek at his phone but it was locked.” I shrugged. “I’m ashamed that I never mentioned it but until you kissed me, I thought Killian was what I wanted. What I needed.”
“Fuck, baby girl,” Roux kissed me again. “I had no idea.”
“It’s okay,” I gave him a reassuring smile. “Honest.”
“Are you going to mention it to your sister?”
“No. Because honestly? It won’t make a difference. Am I pissed? Of course. She’s been supportive through this shit with Killian but I can’t help but wonder if she’s happy that he left me. I just don’t want to go there right now. And I have you. You are all I want.”
Roux laid me back on the bed, brushing my hair out of my eyes. “I love you, Aster. I only wish I would have told you sooner.”
My heart swelled. “And I love you.” I thought a moment. “But I thought you didn’t want a relationship?”
“I don’t.” He smirked. “Only with you.”
“God, you’re such an ass.” I smacked him playfully on the arm.
He laughed, digging his fingers into my ribs.
I laughed along with him, squirming beneath him.
Roux was my best friend, my lover, my life.
This was what a relationship should be.
Trusting. Passionate. Fun. But most of all…
…a friendship.
Justine Elvira
Chapter One
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Normally I wouldn't be working out this late at night, but after hours on a stiff mattress in a foreign hotel room and finding no sleep in sight, boredom got the best of me. I changed into a black sports bra and matching running shorts, and headed down to check out the workout facility in this five-star Vegas hotel.
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